Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Faust


I was not myself last night
Couldn’t set things right
With apologies or flowers

Out of place as a crying clown
Who could only frown
And the play went on for hours

And as I lived my role
I swore I’d sell my soul for . . .

One love
Who would stand by me
And give me back the gift of laughter
One love
Who would stand by me
And after making love we’d . . .

Dream a bit of style
Dream a bunch of friends
Dream each other’s smile
Dream it never ends

I was not myself last night
In the morning light
I could see the change was showing

Like a child who was always poor
Reaching out for more
I could feel the hunger growing

And as I lost control
I swore I’d sell my soul for . . .

One love
Who would sing my song
And fill this emptiness inside me
One love
Who would sing my song
And lay beside me while we’d . . .

Dream a bit of style
Dream a bunch of friends
Dream each other’s smile
Dream it never ends

All my dreams are lost
And I can’t sleep
And sleep alone
Could ease my mind
All my tears have dried
And I can’t weep
Old emotions
May they rest in peace
And dream
Dream a bunch of friends
Rest in peace
And dream
Dream it never ends













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